All I want you to do is to promise not to sell that land the Lane's on without speakin' to me fust.
Will you promise that ?" I considered for a moment.

"Yes," I said, "I'll promise that.

Though I can't imagine what you're driving at." "You don't need to.

Maybe I'm just drivin' blind; I hope I am.

That's all I wanted to talk about," rising from the settee.